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| Hydrating on the beach with some vino while typing away for the blog. #bocaproblems |
Happy Monday Fellow Readers,
Hope your Monday is as relaxed and carefree as mine. I have been enjoying myself for the past week down in sunny Boca Raton, Florida. Yes, many of you think of senior citizens driving convertibles with really young women in the passenger seat; or if no female in tow, than they are dragging an oxygen tank behind them and making it for the early bird specials. And yes, for the most part you are right. However, over the past 7 years, there certainly has been a real estate boom down here. We are seeing more and more young professionals and married couples with kids flourish into the neighborhoods and change the dynamic and pace of this now bustling town. My parents have owned property here for many years and I am so thankful that they let me utilize the place whenever I had wanted a quick getaway from the NYC everyday hustle and bustle. I am also happy that they had purchased up in Boca vs. the typical Russian-based areas of Sunny Isles and Hallandale Beach, all part of North Miami Beach scene. The purpose is to get away from those I see often up in NYC, not bump into them or their grandparents down in South Florida. (But slowly they are progressing up north here too.)
The past few years, I manage to come down here when I am single and comfortable enough to show some skin. With that said, I take the chance of seeking love wherever I travel. So, I change my dating app geo-location settings to seek some fun in the sun. I was chatting with several potential guys that trip. One guy was an ex-NYC guy, whose was Jon. He was definitely on the top of my list of the guys I began talking with. I also met this one guy, Eugene on OKCupid. He was a Russian Jew who has been living in Palm Beach County for many years. He was the first to pull the trigger and set up a Jamba Juice date on a Thursday. I thought it was cute and niche and not your typical run of the mill bar scene which can get monotonous. After a few hours of talking and getting to know each other, he invited me for a Friday night Shabbat meal at a YJP (Young Jewish Professional) meet-up group based here in the Palm Beach area as well as to go Salsa dancing afterwards at a latin night club in Delray Beach area post Shabbat. I accepted his invitation for the Shabbat meal, however stated to let us see how the night progresses and if we still wanted to go salsa dancing. I was so excited to meet other YJPs outside of NYC and see how they run their programs. As well as, just in general to meet more possibly single men that I had not yet seen on these dating apps.
So, I get myself ready and bring a bottle of wine even though Eugene said he would take care of it. We meet in front of the Jewish center and walk in. As we walk in, I notice Jon standing and greeting other people walking. Apparently, he is one of the organizers of this particular YJP meet up group. Well, didn't I just put myself in the oddest predicament. He immediately approached me and was quite happy to see me here. However, he was not quite happy to see me walk in, with apparently his arch nemesis, the Russian, Eugene. As the evening progressed, I saw myself hanging out with Jon and his crowd of friends versus Eugene and his circle of friends. I enjoyed the diversity and more confident type of folks that Jon had around him. Eugene's group of people were just like him; Russian, older, and were there for the free food. (I am not joking. lol) Jon asked me if I would like to join him and his friends after the meal. They were heading to Mizner Park (The local main street drag with plenty of high end shops, restaurants, and bars.) I liked that he was trying to bring me into this South Florida circle and not just ditch his friends for a night out with me. We all had a great time hanging out at Max's Grille on the street patio having some drinks and just going with the flow. I was sure if there was some chemistry between the two of us, he would invite me on a date separately another night. So, I ditched the Russian, Eugene for the American, Jon. Eugene continued to call several times later that trip to take me salsa dancing, but I was just not that into him and told him gently over the phone.
Over the next few days, Jon and I went out a few times. We had a dinner and a movie date. We also met up again with another few of his friends as well as a night back at his place where we just had some wine and dessert at his newly renovated home. We stayed in touch over the years and each time I come down, we meet up and hang out. It never really developed into anything big, but I have to say, it is nice to have a friend in town to grab some drinks and catch up on the South Florida young Jewish gossip.
Till Then, Ciao peeps,
#BocaProblems #BocaSolutions
Dr. K
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